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My Own Best Friend John Prine it never was there And I think that I might, no, I know Yes, I will help you there 'Cause, I've done it before and I'd do it again 'Cause it's the only time That makes me feel like I'm My Be My Friend Tonight John Prine I give you my picture. It didn't fit your frame Be my friend tonight Be my friend tonight. Be my friend tonight. Ill sleep on the couch. You can leave on that light. Take The Star Out Of The Window John Prine Robert was a sailor For the best years of his life His captain was his mother And the ocean was his wife Only fresh out of the cradle Life's one and only spring He was sworn to do his duty And got He Was In Heaven Before He Died John Prine strangled each grass blade Where the salt from their tears Washed out with the tide And I smiled on the Wabash The last time I passed it Yes, I gave her a wink From the passenger side And my John Prine Low had a chanceI thought I was a poetI had so much to saybut now I want to see the bloodI want to make them payyeah, I can see the dayI made a place for childrenthey wanted all the answersI gave them all my Bad Boy John Prine that I'm in Makes me a bad boy again I've been a bad boy again Now I've been a bad boy again And all the trouble that I'm in Makes me a bad boy again I must have walked 'round In a real fog I was your best Saddle In The Rain John Prine recall Some long lost kind of peace of mind Peace of mind Try spending the night sometime All alone in a frozen room Afterneath you've lain Your Saddle in the rain I dreamed they locked God up Down in my Illegal Smile John Prine When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won And it was twelve o'clock before I realized That Mexican Home John Prine It got so hot last night I swear you couldn't hardly breathe heat lightning burnt the sky like alcohol I sat on the porch without my shoes and I watched the cars roll by as the headlights raced to the Billy The Bum John Prine Humiliation killed him God bless his little heart Now some folks they wait and some folks they pray For Jesus to rise up again But none of these folks in their holy cloaks Ever took Billy on as a friend The Frying Pan John Prine come home from work this evening There was a note in the frying pan It said fix your own supper babe I run off with the Fuller brush man [Chorus:] And I miss the way she used to yell at me Pretty Good John Prine I got a friend in Fremont, He sells used cars, ya know. Everybody John Prine he spoke to me of morality Starvation, pain and sin Matter of fact the whole dang time I only got a few words in But I won't squawk Let 'em talk Hell it's been a long long time And any friend Spanish Pipedream John Prine She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the Sour Grapes John Prine if it never quits rainin' Except the kids are afraid of the thunder Say sour grapes You can laugh and stare Say sour grapes But I don't care I couldn't care less if I didn't have a friend Hello In There John Prine We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there And it'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own, left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the Flashback Blues John Prine While window shopping through the past I ran across a looking glass Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out light Tragic magic prayers of passion Stay the same through changing fashions They freeze my Dear Abby John Prine G C G Dear Abby, Dear Abby; My feet are too long, D My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong. Wedding Day In Funeralville John Prine will alternate With the refrigerator light They'll be boxing on the TV show The colored kids will sing Hoo ray for you and midnight's oil Let's burn the whole damn thing Felicia is my Sweet Revenge John Prine I got kicked off Noah's Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks there was two of everything but one of me and when the rains came tumbling down I held my breath and I stood my ground and I watched that ship Paradise John Prine When I was a child, my family would travel Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born. And there's a backwoods old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn. Nine Pound Hammer John Prine This nine pound hammer Is a little too heavy Buddy for my size Buddy for my size So I'm going on the mountain Just to see my baby And I ain't coming back No I ain't coming back Chorus: Roll on buddy Don't Linda Goes To Mars John Prine yesterday that linda goes to mars Every time I sit and look at pictures of used cars She'll turn on her radio and sit down in her chair And look at me across the room, as if I wasn't there Chorus: Oh my Blue Umbrella John Prine Feelings are strange especially when they come true and I had a feeling you'd be leaving soon so I tried to rearrange all my emotions but it seems the same no matter what I do. Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You John Prine Oh I get drunk most every night, seems like all we do is fight The more I drink, the less I feel blue Sometimes I feel like an awful fool Spendin' my life on an old bar stool And yes I guess they My Old Kentucky Home, Goodnight John Prine The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Tis summer, the darkies are gay The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in bloom While the birds make music all the day The young folks roll on the little cabin Let's Talk Dirty In Hawaiian John Prine Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket For the land of the tall palm tree Aloha Old Milwaukee, Hello Waikiki I just stepped down from the airplane When I heard her say, "Waka waka nuka licka Quiet Man John Prine Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much I'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep And running like crazy while you are alseep Chorus: You got news for me,I got nothing Christmas In Prison John Prine It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good we had turkey and pistols carved out of wood and I dream of her always even when I don't dream her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream Please Don't Bury Me John Prine Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling!